The Lovely Moriarty(3)

4 - The Question.

Over the next couple of days James helped me get better. When I finally did, he let me get out of bed. If I have to stay in that bed that long again, well, let's just say it's not going to be pretty.

Today James and I were relaxing, but before we could, he insisted on giving me a tour of the house even though I already saw it.

"James I've already seen everything," I protest as he drags we around the house.

"Well you'll see it again." He showed me from room to room. Once we got to the room I had been in when I was making the dress and the suit, he noticed for the first time that I had made them.

"Did you make these," Jim asks.

"Yeah, I told you I saw everything already."

"They're Beautiful."

"Thanks." He smiled and we walked to a balcony in the front of the house that looked over the estate. I could see flowers everywhere and a forest near by.

"It's so pretty isn't it James." I put my elbow on the railing and rest my head in my hand.

"Just like you." I looked away from the scenery to look at him. He then got down on one knee.

"James." My eyes started to tear up.

"Since the day I saw you, I feel in love. Your the most intelligent, Beautiful, charismatic person I have ever met." At this point I was balling my eyes out. "I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I wanted to give you a real proposal because you deserve it. You're the first person that has ever cared about me. So, will you Tori Grace Jenisus, marry me?" All I could do was bear hug him and continue to cry into his suit. He feel over when I did.

"I'll take that as a yes?"

"Yes!" He stood up and took me up with him because I didn't want to let go him.

"Listen, two days from now I have a business trip I have to go on. You can't come, it's too dangerous. I don't know how long I'm going to be gone. Tommrow I want to get married. Just you and me. Sebastian can preform the marriage. I know it's fast, but there's a chance I might not come back, and I just...I want to be married to you."

"Why wouldn't you come back?"

"It's complicated."

"Then explain!"

"Please, don't ask questions, I just want to tie the knot tommrow. Please?!"

"Fine. We can do it in you garden and we can wear the outfits I just made."

"Sounds perfect." He took my hand and slipped on the ring. "It looks more beautiful on your finger than it ever did."

The rest of the day we watched movies, but I couldn't get the fact that he might not come back after tommrow out of my mind. If he was going to leave, why wouldn't he tell me, or not come back into my life?